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Dec 2019
The truth is,
I regret every decision I make.

I worry over nothing
And everything.

My mind is overflowing
Constant fear and paranoia

I want to be included,
But I don't want

I don't want.

I don't


I don't want to be a burden.
I don't want to be annoying.

I don't want to be weird,
Or cringy
Or awkward.

I don't want to be alone.

I don't want to die.
There are so many things I don't want to be,

I don't even have the courage to finish that sentence.
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     Laiba and Bogdan Dragos
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